Motherhood truly can be so wonderful, at times horrible, and other times ridden with guilt. A lot of the guilt we put on ourselves unnecessarily as us moms are often way too hard on ourselves. This last Monday, well my guilt was justified.
I picked Alex up from kindergarten, fed she and Ryder lunch, put on a show for them and enjoyed the time to myself while the TV entertained them for a bit. Their show ended and I tried to put on my happy/entertaining mom hat ready to play and have fun. A small miracle occurred though and Alex and Ryder ran upstairs to play together. Yes, sweet victory!
I glanced at the clock, 12:45. I debated whether I should bother trying to put Ryder down for a nap before it was time to get Lucas as he rarely takes naps anymore. I thought a little more about Lucas and that I was happy he liked school so much. I mentally ran through my afternoon schedule noting that we would need to leave to get Lucas about 2:20 for his 2:45 dismissal.
Alex and Ryder continued to play and I broke out my computer and started writing. Have I told you I am starting to write a book? I have always loved writing. I was in a groove going strong when my cell phone rang at 1:40. It was Lucas' school.
"Did he get sick?" I immediately thought, "or get sent to the principle?" It couldn't be the latter I thought while picking up the phone.
"Hi, Mrs ... this is X from Lucas' school, he is here in the office, today is Monday, early out day."
"Oh my gosh!" I squealed. "Tell him I am on my way right now!"
"Alex, Ryder!" I screamed after hanging the phone up, "we have to go get Lucas! I forgot today was early out day!"
Yes- early out day which is and has been every single Monday the entire year. The day that he gets out at 1:15 instead of 2:45.
As I drove I braced myself, guilt swarmed me, I knew he would be upset, most likely crying as he is my tender-hearted one.
I parked and ran to the office and saw him sitting on a chair (along with about 6 other kids in the office), "Lucas I am so sorry!" I said hugging him, "I forgot it was Monday!"
"Did you see this?" he asked showing me a flyer in his hand and then began chatting away. No tears, no anger, no 'where were you, why did you not come'. Just happy chatter.
Later that night as I was recounting to Eric what happened Lucas said "yea Mom just forgot it was Monday."
You can bet I said many prayers of gratitude that night that in that moment he was so good, calm and understanding. Plus I relearned a lesson on the importance of forgiving others and not being so quick to judge as mistakes truly do happen.
I was a very proud (albeit- guilty) mama.
What is your Proud Mommy Moment this week?